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 Gina's Fantasy Diary - Fantasy 1

   I found Gina's diary two weeks ago in the back of her underwear drawer,
and it changed our lives.

   Unlike a typical diary (as far as I know) that contains a woman's
thoughts, hopes, fears, dreams, etc., my wife's contains page after page of
sexual fantasies, written over the course of years, since before we were
married.  In fact, as far as I can tell, she's recorded every fantasy she's
had for the past eight years, ever since she was thirteen.  What I read was
truly amazing, not just because the stories were totally hot, (they were)
but because almost every one of them was a variation on the same theme.  It
seems that, since early adolescence, Gina's greatest desire - hidden and
shameful - was to be an exhibitionist.

   On the surface exhibitionism sounds like a fairly tame fetish and I
almost laughed.  But Gina had fantasized about every conceivable variation
of public nudity and flashing imaginable.  She was very creative and had
obviously given the subject a lot of thought.  As I skimmed through story
after story I actually recognized many traits displayed by Gina in our
private life.  For example, she really enjoyed walking around the house
nude when we were alone and flashing me glimpses of her pussy by doing
things like bending at the waist to pick something up.  I'd certainly never
complained about this since my wife has such a fantastic body.  She's 5
feet 8 inches tall, weighs 120 lbs and has a 34C 24 36 figure and her long,
straight, brunette hair flows down her back.  Her beautiful face has a
slight Latin cast to it and her skin is naturally light brown.  Her brown
eyes are deep, dark and, I think, truly seductive.  When she gets dressed
up, with her make up just right, she definitely turns heads.

   The first thing I had to do was consider whether or not I was OK with
this whole concept, and what, if anything, to do about it.  I mean, I to
admit to being pretty shocked at first; Gina was so conservative in the way
she dressed that I never would have guessed.  I also wondered why she'd
never shared any of this with me but figured that, even though it was a
tremendous sexual desire and fantasy, it was also, very humiliating.  Maybe
something had happened to her early in her life to set this off.  I just
wasn't sure I wanted a bunch of other people seeing my wife naked.  What
would happen?  Would she want to have sex with other people?  I didn't
think so since her scenarios were strictly exhibitionistic with some
touching but no penetration, but I was confused to say the least.  What
finally made me decide to go ahead and act was the stories Gina had
recorded since meeting me and particularly since our marriage.

   After Gina and I had been dating for a while she'd started recording
fantasies in which I played a role.  Instead of Gina being the initiator, I
would tell her what to do.  One story was written the night we'd gone to a
football game together.  The actual event was a fun evening but Gina's
version was much more interesting to say the least.

   I remember she'd worn a skirt that night that was fairly short with the
hem about four inches above the knee.  In the diary she'd had nothing on
beneath it and I wondered if that part was true in real life, but didn't
think so.  Her shame about such things was too great to risk getting
caught, even by me.  Anyway, in her fantasy version, I'd told her to wear
the skirt with no panties and then forbade her to touch it at all.  The
point was, that if a breeze should lift her skirt, she'd just have to leave
it and let whoever happened to be around get a good look at her.  I'd also
instructed her to wear a T-shirt cut-off just below her breasts with no
bra. I seemed to recall that it was actually a turtleneck sweater, but this
was her fantasy.

   When we got to our seats at the end of a row, I made her place her feet
on the bench in front of us and spread her legs slightly to give the many
people passing on the way up a good look at her pussy.  Gina protested and
refused at first but, when I got angry with her, she immediately did it. 
Over the course of the first quarter I had her spread her legs a bit more
until everyone who passed got an eyeful.  Of course, if she'd done this in
real life, we would have been immediately thrown out of the game but in her
fantasy, no one complained and people just kept walking by and staring at
her.  After a while some even stopped and leaned over to get a better look.

   After half time was over, I insisted that, since everyone had already
seen her pussy, to just take the skirt off.  Again, she resisted strongly,
asking how I could make her do such a thing in public but, when I really
pushed her, she dropped her skirt and handed it to me to put in our
backpack.  This left her wearing only a short Tshirt and a pair of shoes in
the crowded stadium.  Again, people stared and pointed, but no one
protested.  One elderly couple even asked her to see her clitoris.  She
looked to me for direction and, when I nodded, she pulled the hood back to
reveal her clit.  They complemented her, telling her she had a lovely cunt,
thanked her, and moved on.  I almost couldn't stand it.  It was very funny
but also a huge turn on.

   Later, I made her do various things like go to the snack bar while still
nude from the waist down to get us some drinks.  By the end of the game,
she was wearing only her shoes and everyone, including the players, had
seen her.  As we walked through the crowd to the parking lot, people
complemented Gina on her breasts, ass and pussy, telling me what a hot
girlfriend I had.  I even allowed a group of passing high school boys to
feel her breasts and ass.

   But, what really got me was that her later fantasies always ended with
the two of us having wild sex, sometimes in public, sometimes not, but
always described in graphic detail.  Some of it was beyond belief involving
positions and things I didn't even think she knew about.  In the football
game fantasy, when we got to our car, I actually stopped people and asked
them to watch as I sat her on the hood and fucked her.  It was wild!

   After reviewing a few more fantasies that featured myself, I came to the
conclusion that Gina wanted to act some of these things out but needed
someone (me) to push her to do it.  Left to her surface desires, she would
never even show too much leg, but deep down, she desperately wanted to
experience the shame and embarrassment of being nude in public.  It was as
though she needed me to give her permission.

   So, the fact that, in her fantasies, I was the only one allowed to have
intercourse with her convinced me that I had no real reason to be jealous.
I was certain that she was committed to me and just had this obsession with
exhibiting her body.  I also suspected that she had placed the diary in her
underwear drawer for me to find.  I'd put her stuff away before (we split
the laundry chores) and I'd never seen it there.

   She wanted this badly but was too ashamed to articulate it.  I think she
wanted me to break the ice and discuss it with her and decide together how,
or even if, to proceed.  But I had different ideas.  I picked one of her
favorite recurring fantasies that I thought would be fairly safe for us,
carefully returned the diary to its hiding place beneath her panties, and
began to put my plan in action.

   #####

   The first thing I did was to call some good friends that I knew I could
trust.  Jim and Mike form Gina's work and Dave our next-door neighbor. 
Gina knew them all very well.  We'd had both Jim and his wife Stacey and
Mike, who was single, over to our house many times for barbecues and other
social activities.  Dave and Karen next door were very close to us; in
fact, Karen and Gina were best friends.  I didn't know if that would make
things easier or harder for her, but I wanted to start with some people who
knew her and cared about her.

   I started by asking if they were free on Sunday to come over and watch
the Raider game on our projection TV; I was providing beer and snacks, guys
only, no wives.  Each one went to check with the wife to make sure the
social calendar was clear and each returned with an OK.  I then briefly
filled each one in on the surprise I had planned for Gina.  I didn't want
them to be surprised, I wanted them to support her and encourage her. 
After responding with various degrees of shock, they all enthusiastically
agreed to go along with my plan.  Big surprise!

   I then asked to speak with each wife telling them that I had a surprise
planned for Gina on Sunday and that I needed the guy's help.  I explained
that Gina would think that everyone, girls included, would be coming over
for a party but that only the guys could actually show up.  I asked them to
play along if they talked to Gina between now and Sunday.  This, of course,
generated a flurry of questions but I just told them it was a surprise and
they finally relented after they made me promise to fill them in on the
details afterward.  I had no problem with this since their husbands would
certainly know everything.  I just didn't want to risk something slipping
out during girl talk before Sunday.  At the end of my conversation with
Karen, she surprised me by correctly guessing what was up.  "Are you going
to make her strip for the guys?" she asked.  I was shocked and a bit
irritated that Gina had obviously shared more with Karen than me, so I just
reminded her that it was a secret.  "Uh huh!" she replied in a knowing
voice.  "Don't back down, Rob, no matter what she says.  It's what she
wants, so make her do it." Despite being a bit hurt and angry, I was also
encouraged to be bold with Gina.

   When Gina got home from work, I explained that I'd lined up a football
party on Sunday and that the three couples would be joining us.  She
thought it was great and started planning food.  As I watched her jotting
down a quick shopping list I couldn't help but smile thinking about what
awaited her on Sunday.

   #####

   Sunday morning finally arrived and I found my heart beating faster in
anticipation.  Before Gina went to take her shower I stopped her with a hug
from behind.  I cupped her breasts, massaging them gently and kissing her
neck the way she likes.  When she started to respond, I broke off and told
her if she'd shave her legs, trim her pubic hair and put on a sexy bra and
panty set, I'd have a big surprise for her later in the day.  Little did
she know!  She smiled seductively and trotted off happily to follow my
instructions.

   She emerged later wearing a pair of navy blue shorts, not too tight but
very flattering, a white tank top revealing a bit of midriff and white
sneakers with short ruffled socks.  She looked very cute, the perfect young
suburban housewife.  She briefly dropped her shorts to tease me with a peek
at her panties.  They were perfect!  Blue to match her shorts and sheer
except for a panel over her crotch.  I whistled appreciatively trying not
to laugh.  The guys were going to love this.

   They arrived right on schedule at noon; the game was scheduled for
12:30. Gina immediately noticed that the girls weren't there and asked what
happened.  As planned, Dave explained that the other girls had decided at
the last minute to go shopping but didn't want to pull her away from the
game.  I felt a brief tug at my heart when Gina's face fell, obviously hurt
to have been excluded from the shopping trip, but I knew she wouldn't be
hurting for long.  "Besides," Dave added seriously, "We men need at least
one women around to take care of us." Gina smiled and punched him in the
arm hard.

   "If you think I'm going to be your servant you're mistaken, buddy", she
replied.  "I'll just do my own thing." I couldn't let that happen so I
leaned over and whispered in her ear, "If you'll take care of serving us
beer and snacks during the game I'll definitely be appreciative later." She
smiled at me, giving me a suspicious look.  "In that case, I'll be your
little waitress," she agreed.  "Well," I replied, "It is a football.  I
think you should be our cheerleader!  What do you guys think?"

   "Great!" Dave responded enthusiastically.

   "That'd be cool," said Mike.

   They were both terrible actors and I could tell Gina was getting very
suspicious.  "What's going on?" she asked, raising her eyebrows and staring
at me.  "I'm just trying to include you, honey," I said, kissing her
forehead, "It'll be fun." I was glad she couldn't see my face at that
moment or the jig would have been up.

   I could tell that she was getting a bit nervous and I wasn't surprised
since this situation closely matched the basic scenario of one of her
favorite fantasies.  "I'd wear my cheerleading outfit but I seem to have
misplaced it," she joked.  But I noticed her swallowing hard after she
laughed.  She really did want to wear a cheerleader outfit for us!  The
guys told her that what she was wearing was just fine with them and I
agreed.

   The four of us went to the entertainment room and found our usual seats
as Gina got everyone's drink orders playing the part of
waitress/cheerleader.  When she left for the kitchen I gave the guys a
thumbs up.  "Is she really going to do this?" Jim whispered.

   "I don't know," I replied.  "She'll either go for it our I'll be a dead
man in half an hour." They all had a good laugh, but I was seriously
worried at this point.  This would either destroy or define our
relationship as husband and wife.  It was a big deal and I was sweating it.

   Gina returned with the first round of beers as the Raiders kicked off to
begin the game.  I patted the sofa next to me and she sat, snuggling close.
I put my arm around her and we shared a nice kiss.

   "Hey, Gina" Jim said about ten minutes into the first quarter, "those
cheerleaders on TV are great but I'd like to see OUR cheerleader in action,
wouldn't you guys?"

   "Yea!" we all responded.  "Come on, Gina, give us a cheer."

   "Shake it for us, sweet thang!" Dave shouted with glee.  I thought he
was pretty excited about the whole situation and the bulge in his jeans
confirmed my suspicions.  I was too nervous to be turned on.  Gina looked
at me almost in a panic as though she expected me to save her from this
embarrassing situation.  I knew it was time for me to take charge and go
for it.

   "Get up there honey." I commanded with a smile.  "You agreed to be our
cheerleader, now give the guys a cheer." I pushed her up off the couch
toward the front of the room.  She was visibly shaken now but she walked
around the coffee table to stand next to the TV.

   "I don't know any cheers", she complained, standing with her hands at
her sides.  She looked to me again, "do I have to do this?" I recognized
this as the exact response she'd written in her diary in this very
situation.  She pretty much knew that I'd found her diary and was obviously
asking me to confirm it.

   "Just give us a few 'go teams' and jump around," I said, quoting her
fantasy as I stared into her eyes and winked.

   Gina's eyes widened as she realized what was coming.  I saw her hands
begin to shake and noticed bumps appearing on her chest as her nipples
hardened in fear and excitement.  I nodded at her, "Come on, Gina, show us
what you've got," I ordered.  According to her diary, she wouldn't be
taking off any clothes until the second half of the football game, but I
intended to depart from her script from here on; I wanted to keep her
guessing.  Looking like a trapped rabbit, she gathered herself together and
assumed the beginning stance of a cheerleader - feet together, hands
straight down at her sides.

   "Go team!" she yelled, raising an arm and kicking a leg out.  "Go team!"
she repeated, bringing both hands to her hips, feet together.  "GO TEAM!"
she screamed breaking into a wild series of kicks and waving her hands, and
yelling, finishing with her fists on her hips, feet apart and a big smile
on her face.  She'd enjoyed that!

   The guys broke into a big round of applause, praising her performance.
"She's better than the Raiderettes!" Mike exclaimed.  I swallowed hard and
braced myself to take things to the next level.

   "That was great!" I said, "But you were right about wearing an outfit
for cheerleading.  The Raiderettes wear those little skirts with a pair of
panties underneath.  It might be more professional if you took off your
shorts and tried it again in your panties."

   For a moment you could have heard a pin crop.  Gina stood there in
astonishment faced with acting out her deepest fantasy and fighting the
shame of having her husband suggest she do such a thing in front of our
friends.  "No way, Rob!" she responded angrily, blushing a deep red.  But I
could tell that she was excited.  Her breathing was short and her eyes were
sparkling.  I knew she was begging me to continue.

   "Gina," I said firmly, "The guys and I want to see you cheer for us in
your panties.  You agreed to be our cheerleader, so get your pants off
right now and do it!" I turned to the men, "You guys want to see Gina's
panties, right?" I asked, raising my eye brows to let them know what the
correct answer was.

   Dave jumped right in.  "Come on, Gina.  I think you'd be great.  Those
shorts just don't match the cheerleader image.  Just panties would be
perfect."

   "I agree," Mike said, "doing that cheer in your panties would really add
to the excitement." I almost lost it again but managed to control my
laughter.  Add to the excitement indeed!  Gina didn't catch the humor and
was really trembling now.

   "Rob, I can't take my pants off in front of our friends." I wasn't going
to let her off the hook.  I knew she really wanted to do it; she just
needed me to force her.  "Gina, it's not like I'm asking you to do it in
front of strangers.  Come on and drop 'em."

   She tried one last tactic.  "I'll just go change into a different pair
first," she said, starting to move toward the bedroom.  I jumped up and
caught her, putting her back in position by the TV and giving her a sharp
smack on the right buttock.  She jumped and squealed, mostly in surprise.
"Gina, for the last time, we want you to do a cheer for us in your panties.
Get those shorts off right now."

   It almost broke my heart when tears formed in her eyes, but knew she was
just trying to manipulate her way out of her predicament.  I smacked her
butt again, harder, and his time she gasped in real pain.  She gave me a
look that should have killed me where I stood but I didn't back off.  "Do I
have to pull them off of you?" I threatened.  Finally her shoulders dropped
in defeat.  I took my seat on the couch and looked at her expectantly.  Her
hands were shaking and almost out of control as they moved to her waist.

   The four of us watched silently as Gina popped the button on her shorts
and pulled the zipper down.  She was gasping for breath and tears were
streaming silently down her face.  Dave looked at me in concern and I
mouthed to him that it was OK.  This had been in her scripts as well.  The
shame part was real and I knew she was totally humiliated.  But the desire
part was just as real.

   She grabbed the hem of the leg openings and started moving the shorts
downward.  When the waistband cleared her hips, she hooked her thumbs in
and pushed them down until they dropped to the floor.  She stepped forward,
leaving the shorts behind.  She looked at me then with a mixture of hatred
and lust in her eyes.

   I took in the scene of my wife standing in front of four men in her blue
panties (which were very sexy just as I'd requested!).  A tiny panel of
blue satin material covered her pubic mound with patches of hair peeking
out on both sides.  The rest of the garment was completely transparent
giving her skin a blue tinge but concealing nothing.  The lower hem of the
tank top ended two inches above her navel giving us a great view.  I was
damn proud of my wife.

   I finally broke the silence.  "That's much better, honey," I managed to
croak.  "Now turn around and let us see your outfit." She glared at me but
started to turn with small shuffling steps.  Her hands went to cover her
bottom as she faced the wall.  "We can't see, sweetie!" I called.  "Move
your hands." She jerked her hands up to her chest in response revealing her
cute butt.  "That's great, honey."

   "You look fantastic, Gina" Jim said.

   "Yea, really great." Dave encouraged.

   When she was facing us again she seemed to have relaxed a bit.  She was
over the hump and I hoped it would be easier for her from here on.  "OK,
let's have that cheer again," I instructed.

   Gina took a deep breath and scanned the faces of the guys.  When they
all smiled back in encouragement she took a deep breath and smiled, placing
her feet together and standing straight in preparation.  She went through
her three cheers of "GO TEAM!" with incredible enthusiasm jumping and kick
her feet up to her shoulders and ending with loud "WHOOO!  HOOOO!" of
triumph.  The four spectators cheered wildly giving her a standing ovation.

   "Yea!" Dave shouted.  "That was perfect."

   "Great job, Gina!" said Mike

   "Beautiful, Gina.  You've got a great wife, Rob," added Jim.

   I opened my arms and Gina ran to hug me.  "That was incredible, honey!"
I said enclosing her in my arms.  "Thanks, I guess," she mumbled into my
chest.  "Well, I think that's the outfit for you." I said.  "Why don't you
get us some more drinks now."

   "OK" she replied, meekly.  Gina went around the room getting drink and
snack orders from the guys.  She was practically glowing, on fire with
excitement.  As she walked to the kitchen we watched her exposed butt
wiggle beneath the material of her panties, and I knew she knew we were
watching.

   I glanced around at the other guys who were grinning from ear to ear.  I
smiled too wiping perspiration from my brow with a mock theatrical gesture.
Hard part over.  Jim waved his hand up and down in amazement.  "Gina's
totally hot, Rob." I nodded with a grin.  We pretended to watch the game
but we were really just waiting for Gina to return.  She seemed to take
quite a while but finally came walking around the corner from the kitchen.

   She was holding the tray with four bottles of beer very low and
awkwardly and I realized she was using it to cover herself.  I couldn't
understand why since we'd already seen her panties clearly.  "Gina, you
need to lift the tray so we can see your panties better." I commanded.

   Gina, looked at me imploring with her eyes.  "Please don't, Rob," she
breathed in fear but I was too curious to let it go.  "Set the tray on the
coffee table and show us what you're hiding sweetie." I said gently.  She
blushed deeply again but turned and set the tray of bottle down and stood
before us biting her lip.  I almost laughed but managed to catch myself in
time.

   "I guess you like your new outfit, huh?" I asked with a smile.  The blue
material at Gina's crotch was now dark and wet, saturated with vaginal
juices.  She was totally aroused and dripping wet and she couldn't conceal
it in those revealing panties.  "Mm hm" she mumbled staring at her feet in
embarrassment.  I looked over the guys again but they were entranced,
staring at my wife's crotch.  This was just too good, so I decided to
improvise.

   "Well, honey," I began, "you've ruined your panties and now they're
going to have to come off." Her eyes snapped to mine in astonishment.  I
continued, "But first we should be polite and make sure it's OK with our
guests.  Why don't you ask the guys if it's OK for you to take your panties
off?"

   I waited expectantly.

   "Rob, it's gone too far now.  Let's stop, OK?" she pleaded.

   I wasn't about to stop after getting her this far.  "Honey," I said in
my most reasonable tone, "I can't have you walking around with your panties
in that condition.  Now, it's perfectly fine with me for the guys to see
your pussy, but I think you should ask Dave, Mike and Jim if it would
bother them.  That's just being polite, right?"

   Gina glanced around nervously and I noticed her hands trembling
violently again.  This was the moment of truth.  If she did this then she'd
do anything I asked from here on.  I thought she would bolt from the room,
but she controlled herself and turned to face our guests.

   "Hi guys" she began in a frail voice.

   "Hi, Gina" they replied almost in unison.

   "Rob, set me up didn't he?"

   "He sure did," Dave replied with a grin.  "We knew what was going on
from the beginning.  Just relax and do what you want to do, Gina.  We're
all here to support you, right guys?" Dave finished, turning to include us.
I could have hugged him.

   "Absolutely" said Mike.  "We all love you, Gina.  You're absolutely
beautiful.  Go for it."

   She broke into a shy smile looking at the ground in embarrassment.  I
couldn't help but smile myself.  I knew then that she was going to do it.
She gave me one last questioning look, and I knew she was asking final
permission from me.  "Go for it, honey" I said, nodding.  Her face lit up.
She was still flushed red with shame and humiliation, but I could see that
her inner thighs were totally slick with the juices flowing freely from her
cunt.

   "OK" she began, still smiling.  She looked at each of us in turn and
asked, "Would it be OK if I took my panties off and showed you my pussy?"
If possible she blushed an even more approaching a purple hue.

   "Absolutely" said Dave for the group.  "We'd love to see your pussy,
Gina." She raised her head and each guy gave her a nod.  I held out my
hand. "OK, Gina.  Stop stalling and give me your panties."

   She immediately raised her trembling hands to the elastic waistband,
hooked her thumbs in and pulled then all the way down.  She stepped out of
them, pulling her shoes carefully through the leg holes, stood to place
them in my hand and walked back to her position by the TV, turning to let
us see her nudity from the front.  She posed, still blushing but smiling
proudly, one leg forward and slightly bent with a hand on her hip.  We all
erupted in another round of applause.  She turned in a full 360, pausing to
give us a great view of her bare butt with her pussy lips barely peeking
out between her legs.  When she completed her performance, she faced us
again beaming with excitement.  I got up to hug her and the guys joined me,
congratulating her on her beautiful pussy.

   "Just wait until tonight!" she whispered in my ear.

   "I heard that!" yelled Dave.  "Rob's getting' some tonight!" Everyone
laughed.

   Gina rubbed her pussy seductively, spreading her feet apart and cupping
her pubic mound with her hand.  "You guys can look all you want, " she
smiled at me, "but only my husband gets inside!" I just beamed at her.  She
walked to me and pulled me close.  "Thank you so much!" she whispered close
to my ear.

   "I'm so proud of you, Gina." I replied.  "I want everyone to see what a
beautiful wife I have." She smiled, cupping my face in her hands.  "You
really mean that?" she asked.  I nodded and she hugged me again fiercely
tears flowing again but this time in happiness not in shame.

   "OK" Dave interrupted.  "That's all very touching but we're missing the
game.  I think we should get back to it with another round from the best
cheerleader in the world - Gina!" He began clapping and chanting, "Gina! 
Gina!  Gina!" We all joined in shouting her name exuberantly "Gina!  Gina!
Gina!"

   Gina blushed (yet again!) and walked to her position by the TV.  Her
nipples were clearly visible even through the two layers of her bra and
tank top.  She calmed herself placing her feet together, hands at her
sides, smiling.  Suddenly, her hands flew to her face and she broke into
giggles.

   "I'm sorry!" she laughed, "I just can't do this!"

   "Why not?" I asked.  "You can't be too embarrassed now!"

   "Well, actually, I can be too embarrassed" she replied, "I'm totally
embarrassed standing in front of you guys like this, but that's not it."
She giggled again as we waited expectantly.  "I feel really silly standing
here with no pants on and still wearing a top.  Would you guys mind if I
just got naked before I do the cheer again?"

   I stared at the others in mock astonishment.  "Why didn't I think of
that?"

   "Go for it, Gina!" shouted Jim.

   "Put some music on!" she said excitedly.  "I want to strip for you guys!
At least as much as I can since I'm already half done," she added laughing.
I hurried to the stereo and picked a fast rock number as she kicked her
shoes away and pulled off her socks.

   Gina caught the rhythm immediately and started to roll her hips
seductively with her hands behind her head, licking her lips.  She danced
around the room giving each guy a good view of her perfect ass.  She
started with me, giving my crotch a rub.  I returned the favor by caressing
her butt and stroking her sex as she bent at the waist to show me her cunt.
She was really flowing freely and my hand came away soaking wet.  It
quickly turned into a tradition and everyone got a chance to feel her
breasts and stick a finger in her pussy as she moved to Dave, Jim and,
finally Mike.  She smiled back at each of us as she displayed her most
private favors enthusiastically.  When she was satisfied that we'd all had
a good look, she danced back to her position by the TV.

   She shot her left hip out enticingly and crossed her arms to grab the
hem of her tank top.  She whipped it up over her head and threw it to Dave
who caught it as we all cheered.  I could only stare in amazement as my
wife danced around our living room wearing nothing but a lacy white brand a
huge smile while my friends cheered her on.  It was very surreal.

   Gina danced over to Mike on the other side of the room and turned,
leaning forward and bending her knees slightly.  She smiled back at him
over her shoulder and he knew what she wanted.  He reached out and released
the clasp on her bra strap with an expert twist of his fingers.  He raised
his arms shaking his clasped fists in triumph.  We all cheered for him as
Gina rubbed her bare ass against his crotch.

   She returned to her home position and turned to face us.  Leaning
forward, she shook her shoulders causing her wonderful breasts to jiggle
beautifully.  The cups fell away revealing her large brown nipples and the
bra slid down her arms where she caught it in her right hand.

   Now completely nude, she strutted around the room swinging the bra over
her head.  As the song ended she tossed the bra to Jim.  We all joined in a
final huge round of applause, stepping forward to hug and congratulate her
again on her wonderful body.  She proudly displayed her boobs for us,
cupping and bouncing them with her hands.  I suggested that everyone caress
and squeeze them to feel how smooth and firm they were.  Gina stood smiling
proudly with her shoulders back as we all took turns fondling her tits and
rolling her nipples between our fingers.  When we were done, she returned
to her favorite location by the TV.

   Once again she steadied herself feet together, hands at her sides.  "Go
team!" she yelled, raising her hand and lifting a knee, her tits leaping
and bouncing freely.  "Go team!" Her foot shot out spreading her feet wide
apart, hands on hips.  Her engorged labia and clitoris were clearly visible
to us all, dangling at her crotch.  As she paused briefly, I saw her juices
dripping from her clit to the floor.  She was wild with joy and sexual
excitement.  "GO TEAM!" she screamed launching into a series of jumps and
high kicks.  She ended by running, giggling wildly to Dave, leaping at him
and wrapping her arms and legs around his neck and back.  Fortunately, Dave
caught her easily (he's a big guy) and Gina kissed him deeply, thrusting
and twisting her tongue in his mouth.  When they finally broke off Gina
commanded, "Put me on the couch so I can show you guys my cunt."

   Dave quickly put her on the couch where Gina leaned back with her fanny
on the front edge.  She grabbed her knees and pulled them back and apart
until they were almost touching her shoulders, completely exposing her warm
pink center.

   "You guys like it?" she teased, smiling at us between her knees.  We all
just nodded in amazement.  "Just remember," she said, "if any of you want
to see my pussy all you have to do is ask." Her eyes sparkles playfully. 
"Anytime, anywhere," she added.  I sat on the couch beside her and pulled
her head over to give her a long passionate kiss.

   "You just remember that cunt is mine, young lady.  No one touches it
without my permission."

   "Oh no!  It's he cunt police!" she yelled, breaking everyone up.

   Gina released one knee and reached down to spread her labia open
allowing the guys to see right up into her vagina.  "That's awesome, Gina!"
Mike said.  We all kept complementing Gina on how sexy she looked as she
played with herself and basked in the attention for a few moments.

   "Oh, mister policeman!" she called in a cute, high-pitched voice.

   "Yes, little girl," I responded.

   "If I don't get to cum pretty soon I think the top of my head will
explode," she explained seriously in her cute voice, batting her eyes at
me. " I'd like to ask permission for Dave to stick his fingers up your
cunt."

   We all busted up again at her little act.  She was just too cute!  I
grinned at Dave who stepped forward and sat on the floor placing Gina's
pussy at eye level.

   "Permission granted!"

   "Thank you, mister cunt policeman," she said.

   Dave placed his index finger at the top of Gina's slit and lightly
traced the length.  She sighed and thrust her hips forward trying to
capture the finger, but he just teased her more.  Dave said, "You have such
a hot cunt, Gina.  I love it."

   "Thank you, Dave, but stop messing with me and stick it in!" she
commanded.  I leaned forward and sucked her left nipple into my mouth while
Dave slipped his entire finger up her snatch and began to pump her gently.
She gasped with pleasure.

   "You guys sure know how to make a girl happy!" she said breathlessly. 
"I'll give you ten years to stop that." Dave worked her cunt as I nibbled
and sucked her breasts.  She continued to moan and fuck-pump her hips to
meet his thrusts.

   "So.  You finally.  Found.  My diary.  Huh?" she gasped, forced to speak
in a staccato rhythm by Dave.  I nodded, still rapidly flicking her hard
little nipple with my tongue.  "Took you.  Long enough!" she sighed.  "This
is.  Truly.  A fantasy.  Come true.  Thank you.  So much.  Rob!" She gasped
again, arching her back as Dave inserted another finger and began to saw
earnestly at her juicy mound, slurping in and out rapidly.  I released her
nipple and looked into her lust glazed eyes as Dave fingered aside the
fleshy hood to expose her clit.

   "One fantasy down, about two or three hundred to go!" I said laughing.
She started to laugh too, but yelped instead, thrashing her head from side
to side, pumping her hips as Dave rolled her sensitive flesh vigorously
between his thumb and forefinger.  "Oh, my God!  I'm gonna cum!" she
screamed at us.

   I smiled at her pleasure but couldn't resist.  "I think we should do the
football stadium one next," I whispered to her.  Her eyes flew open,
staring at me in terror, just as the first orgasm rocked her body.  Cunt
cream gushed across Dave's hand as Gina's entire body quivered and spasmed
in ecstasy.  She threw her head back and screamed until her lungs emptied.
Just as her breath was returning, Dave wiggled his fingers deep in her
snatch and her back arched as the second of who knew how many orgasms
consumed her.

   She was the most beautiful and sensuous woman I'd ever seen and I loved
her so much at that moment.  I could only smile as I thought about what I
had in store for her next...